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Untitled – I keep thinking where we went wrong. We have no one to talk to now, however, I will not allow this loneliness to destroy me, – I STILL HAVE MY DREAMS. I would like an elegant home, a loving husband and the wealth I am used to. Countess Vivianna

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Untitled – I keep thinking where we went wrong. We have no one to talk to now, however, I will not allow this loneliness to destroy me, – I STILL HAVE MY DREAMS. I would like an elegant home, a loving husband and the wealth I am used to. Countess Vivianna

Artist Goldberg, Jim American, b. 1953

Datec. 1977-1982

MediumGelatin silver print

Dimensions14 x 11 in. (35.6 x 27.9 cm)

Credit LineCourtesy of the artist

Object numberL2025:4.1

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In 1963, my activist wife Florence and I schlepped Steven, Lauren, and some JFK signs to greet him at O’Hare for a Chicago visit. He never arrived - a Chicago death threat intervened and we disappointedly went home with our two signs, which have decorated a dark corner of our living room these past 51 years.

In 1963, my activist wife Florence and I schlepped Steven, Lauren, and some JFK signs to greet him at O’Hare for a Chicago visit. He never arrived - a Chicago death threat intervened and we disappointedly went home with our two signs, which have decorated a dark corner of our living room these past 51 years.

Shay, Arthur

1963; printed 2014

As you may have noticed, like most Life Magazine photo journalists I often used my family as models. Starting with their mom, they were all beautiful. One of my good clients was the national Blue Cross association. I did perhaps a dozen health booklets and several ads for them. For one of my illustrations of ambulance care- I used Florence who cheerfully, if uncomfortably, registered pain in a seemingly speeding ambulance (moving several feet in my driveway!)

As you may have noticed, like most Life Magazine photo journalists I often used my family as models. Starting with their mom, they were all beautiful. One of my good clients was the national Blue Cross association. I did perhaps a dozen health booklets and several ads for them. For one of my illustrations of ambulance care- I used Florence who cheerfully, if uncomfortably, registered pain in a seemingly speeding ambulance (moving several feet in my driveway!)

Shay, Arthur

n.d.; printed 2014

Florence often accompanied me when I was photographing at Northbrook Court Mall. She would scoot from shop to shop while waiting for us to have dinner, or I fussed with my hidden camera. One evening, I saw my beloved wife and model doing what she had steadfastly refused to do all her life, trying on a wig. Years later, here is Florence in her nursing home-surprising me for our Passover dinner [...]

Florence often accompanied me when I was photographing at Northbrook Court Mall. She would scoot from shop to shop while waiting for us to have dinner, or I fussed with my hidden camera. One evening, I saw my beloved wife and model doing what she had steadfastly refused to do all her life, trying on a wig. Years later, here is Florence in her nursing home-surprising me for our Passover dinner [...]

Shay, Arthur

n.d.; printed 2014

In March of 1992, I made a road trip down the Mississippi River with my future wife Rachel and our dog Tasha. We traveled from our home in Minneapolis to Memphis. Each night we’d hunt for a discreet place to park so that we could sleep in our van. We’d unload all of our bags and make a small bedroom. A decade later I would travel the Mississippi again for my first book, Sleeping By The Mississippi. This picture is like looking at the seed from which all of that work sprung.

In March of 1992, I made a road trip down the Mississippi River with my future wife Rachel and our dog Tasha. We traveled from our home in Minneapolis to Memphis. Each night we’d hunt for a discreet place to park so that we could sleep in our van. We’d unload all of our bags and make a small bedroom. A decade later I would travel the Mississippi again for my first book, Sleeping By The Mississippi. This picture is like looking at the seed from which all of that work sprung.

Soth, Alec

1992; printed 2015

We moved from our Chicago apartment to our first house--a $13,000 3 bedroom wonder in Des Plaines. It had a basement I used as a darkroom. Three or four of the now vintage prints I made in that time in that darkroom are together worth more than that house! The first artifact Florence installed was the camp bugle that was instrumental in our meeting at camp-I was the bugler and she was the counselor who edited the camp newspaper.

We moved from our Chicago apartment to our first house--a $13,000 3 bedroom wonder in Des Plaines. It had a basement I used as a darkroom. Three or four of the now vintage prints I made in that time in that darkroom are together worth more than that house! The first artifact Florence installed was the camp bugle that was instrumental in our meeting at camp-I was the bugler and she was the counselor who edited the camp newspaper.

Shay, Arthur

c. 1951; printed 2014

Imperial Valley, California. Old Mexican laborer saying "I have worked all my life and all I have now is my broken body"

Imperial Valley, California. Old Mexican laborer saying "I have worked all my life and all I have now is my broken body"

Lange, Dorothea

June 1935 [LOC], 1935 [verso]

I bought the lawn in six-foot rolls. It's easy to handle. I prepare the ground and my wife and son helped me roll out the grass. In one day you have a front yard.

I bought the lawn in six-foot rolls. It's easy to handle. I prepare the ground and my wife and son helped me roll out the grass. In one day you have a front yard.

Owens, Bill

1973, printed 2007

Billy rarely has guests at his studio. I usually went to photograph him- and one day he invited Florence while he was composing on his ancient harpsichord. Florence picked up the beat and for fifteen minutes had the unique experience of dancing to new music. Billy would sing at her funeral in August 2012.

Billy rarely has guests at his studio. I usually went to photograph him- and one day he invited Florence while he was composing on his ancient harpsichord. Florence picked up the beat and for fifteen minutes had the unique experience of dancing to new music. Billy would sing at her funeral in August 2012.

Shay, Arthur

c. 2010; printed 2014

Jane, London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Jane, London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Bowers, Harry

1972

Jane London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Jane London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Bowers, Harry

1980, printed 1984

Jane London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Jane London, 1972, Skirts I Have Known, 1965-1978, From Ten Photographs Portfolio

Bowers, Harry

1972, printed 1984

Trying out my new 300mm Nikon telephoto from an upstairs window, I was able to sight energetic Florence giving Harmon and Dick their first sled ride around Stockton Avenue. I occasionally used those corn fields in the background to take off and land in the helicopters I rented for aerial pictures. I remember the hourly rate in those days: $75!

Trying out my new 300mm Nikon telephoto from an upstairs window, I was able to sight energetic Florence giving Harmon and Dick their first sled ride around Stockton Avenue. I occasionally used those corn fields in the background to take off and land in the helicopters I rented for aerial pictures. I remember the hourly rate in those days: $75!

Shay, Arthur

c. 1951; printed 2014